A Wicked Heart, A Piercing Thorn (Sorrow)

"You sound like the type that does a lot on their own." she pointed out and snuggled up in the blanket. "Here.." she offered a bit of the blanket out to him so he could get warm as well.

"Well recently yes....since I used to do fishing with my father and all...and now. Well I have to be the father figure for my younger siblings, since my mother is on her own and my sis isn't here." He explained, and glanced at her when she offered a bit of the blanket. He cleared his throat, before moving closer to sit down besides her and get covered by the blanket. He could easily feel her body heat, tail twitching besides him as he stared down at his plate.

"Where is your sister?" she asked, not minding them being so close together as she tried some of the fish. "mm.. this is great. You're a good camp fire chef."

"Off training, with a family member from my...uh, my father's wife family." He said, taking a bit of fish and putting it into his mouth. He glanced at her, and smiled, "Thanks..."

"Training? For what?" she asked, taking another bite and relaxed a bit with him, smiling at him as they ate together.

"The army..." He said, glancing at her, before glancing down at his meal and taking another bite of his fish.

"It's her decision, I'm not against it...our father was." He said, sighing, "She may be my sister, but I respect what she wants. She wants to be in the army, then so be it....our mother was never against it." 

"Well at least she has you and your mother for support. That's what counts."

"Yeah...the only reason he didn't want her doing it, was because when she was a baby. My sister got sick, so I guess our father was afraid that whatever she had gotten when we were babies, might still be there." He said, shrugging.

She nodded. "Not to mention to go off to war... there's a chance he could lose her. War is a terrible thing.." she whispered and ate another piece of fish.

"Yeah...I'm afraid of losing my sister to war but, being in the army is something my sister wants to be in, not matter what can happen." He said softly, picking up some of the rice to eat.

She nodded a bit, gazing at him. "And what do you want to do with your life?"

He glanced at her, "Before....I wanted to me like my father you know, become a blacksmith, own my own shop, have a family and all, but know...I'm kind of lost in what I want to do, even though being a blacksmith is still something I want to do." He said.

She nodded. "I can understand that.. sometimes.. it's really hard to find the light in the path but really a family is nothing to rush. You come first, to figure out your own path and what makes you happy.. and then if you meet the right girl, and you both fit into each other's plans.. that is what love is about.. to fit together like two puzzle pieces."

He looked at her, "You make it sound so easy, I always wish it was that easy." He said, leaning back onto his hands, his tail flickering behind him.

She smirked. "It is that easy! You just have to have the patience to find it. If the love isn't coming and you're having to force it.. then that person isn't the right piece to your puzzle." she poked him playfully in the cheek and giggled.

"Not all the time. What if you have someone, who fits the puzzle, and then doesn't later on in life all of a sudden?" He said, his ears flicking back when she poked his cheek. His tail twitched, his teal eyes flickering to her, when he let out a playfully growl at her. He tackled her, being careful of the food, and for her as well.

"Then they weren't the right puzzle piece in the first place. Right shape, wrong color." she laughed and rolled them so she was on top. "There are many pieces out there, and some will be the right shape, but they aren't the right color.. and trying to make it work will only make the puzzle that is your life a mess."